Half an hour later, Song Shuwan and Pei Huan met.
Pei Huan was quite surprised: "You are so anxious to get me back, but what happened?"
Song Shuwan remained silent. She poured a cup of tea and drank it before speaking: "Your Majesty, I don't have a few more days to live."
As soon as these words came out, Pei Huan was stunned on the spot: "What do you mean you can't live for a few days? What's going on?"
Song Shuwan took a deep breath: "Half an hour ago, I entered the palace to check the emperor's pulse and found that his body was so exhausted that it was beyond treatment. I estimate that he still has a month to live at most."
"Is this serious?"
Pei Huan stood up, the surprise on his face could no longer be concealed. He had never expected that Song Shuwan would find out about this when she entered the palace.
Once this news spreads, I am afraid that the entire capital will not be at peace. More importantly, Prince Ning and Zhen Yuan are hiding in secret. If they know...
Thinking of this, Pei Huan pinched his eyebrows and said, "If you recuperate him, can you last a little longer?"
Song Shuwan thought for a moment and asked, "How long do you want to hold on?"
"At least, it will take two months."
Pei Huan's words made Song Shuwan frown. Two months was not a long time, but it was not a short time.
"I can try, but I can't guarantee that I can make it last two months."
Pei Huan also knew that this was very difficult, and said softly: "It doesn't have to be two months, just wait until I make the arrangements."
Song Shuwan pursed her lips, hearing the meaning of his words, and promised: "Don't worry, I can definitely make him survive for a month."
Song Shuwan didn't see Pei Huan for the next half month.
As the New Year approaches, Pei Huan appears again: "Follow me to the palace tonight."
Song Shuwan looked at him deeply: "Have the arrangements been made?"
Pei Huan smiled and said nothing.
Song Shuwan somehow understood what he meant and sighed secretly: "I'm going to change some clothes."
That night, Song Shuwan followed Pei Huan into the palace.
In the imperial study room, the emperor looked at the two of them and picked up an imperial edict from his hand: "I have learned about the condition of the body. Song Shuwan, your medical skills are good, but unfortunately, you are not as pure as before."
Song Shuwan lowered her eyes, is it pure?
"Your Majesty is joking, I haven't changed in any way from before."
"hehe……"
The emperor chuckled a few times and handed the imperial edict to Pei Huan: "I won't talk nonsense. Pei Huan, I give you this imperial edict to pass the throne. No matter who you choose to be the next emperor, I don't care. , as long as Prince Ning and Qinglian stay out of this position, understand?"
Pei Huan received the edict: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will definitely satisfy Your Majesty with the choice of the new emperor."
The emperor closed his eyes and slowly leaned back on the chair, his whole body showing an indescribable tiredness.
Song Shuwan looked at him and unconsciously thought of the previous emperor. At that time, even though the emperor was under house arrest in the palace, he was not as lifeless as he is now.
Does this count as...she broke the emperor's fighting spirit?
On the carriage back home, Song Shuwan couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty, is the Emperor preparing to die?"
Pei Huan did not answer but asked: "Do you think the emperor is waiting for death?"
Same words, said in different tones.
Song Shuwan pursed her lips and her fingertips trembled slightly: "I don't know, but the emperor today is completely different from the past."
"Relenting?"
Song Shuwan was stunned. Is she soft-hearted?
"No, I can't be soft-hearted for the Emperor, I just feel..."
At this point, Song Shuwan suddenly paused and shook her head after a while: "Forget it, let's not talk about it. Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year, and we have to stay up late tonight."
The two chatted and quickly put the emperor aside.
New Year's Day.
Song Shuwan had breakfast and went to bed. Near noon, there was a sudden noise in the house, which woke Song Shuwan from her sleep.
She got up and went outside, frowning and asked, "What happened? Why is it so noisy?"
Several servants appeared, and the leader said: "Firecrackers are being set off in front, so it's a bit noisy. Miss, would you like to go take a look?"
Song Shuwan was surrounded by a low voice. After a few moments, she shook her head: "I'm not going. Just keep the people in front of you away from me and don't leave them nearby."
"yes."
After several servants left, Song Shuwan returned to the room. After lying down, she lost sleep. She had no choice but to get up and read medical books.
In the evening, Pei Huan entered the house with a chill all over his body.
Song Shuwan glanced at him: "Have you been running around for a day? Are those people restless on the first day of the new year?"
Pei Huan smiled bitterly: "It would be great if we stay calm. In two days, there will probably be even more chaos in the capital."
Song Shuwan squeezed her fingers slightly, and finally just smiled without saying anything.
The next day, word came out from the palace that Song Shuwan was asked to enter the palace to visit the Queen Mother.
Song Shuwan asked Pei Huan to make sure there would be no accidents, and then left with the palace attendant. On the way, she asked a few tentative questions, but was blocked by the palace attendant.
Cining Palace.
"Song Shuwan, a folk girl, has met the Queen Mother."
The Queen Mother leaned on the soft couch and raised her eyes slightly when she heard the voice: "It's you, get up. I called you into the palace today because the Ai family is unwell and I want you to show it to the Ai family."
Song Shuwan stood up and respectfully asked about the Queen Mother's situation.
The Queen Mother expressed her feelings: "The Ai family feels that the head wind syndrome has occurred again."
Song Shuwan remained silent and stepped forward to diagnose the Queen Mother's pulse, then pressed several acupuncture points and asked a few questions.
The Queen Mother pressed back. Seeing her solemn expression, she couldn't help but ask, "But the situation in the Ai family is complicated?"
"The head wind syndrome just happened again, it's not complicated."
Song Shuwan smiled and expressed relief, then took out a golden needle and gave it to the Queen Mother for acupuncture. Not long after, the Queen Mother fell into a deep sleep.
At this time, the eunuch beside the emperor came to Cining Palace.
"Miss Song, the Emperor said that after the Queen Mother is over, he will ask you to go to the Royal Study."
"I understand."
Half an hour later, Song Shuwan stood in the imperial study room.
The emperor threw away the memorial and his indifferent eyes fell on her: "How is the Queen Mother's health?"
"As far as I can tell you, Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is in good health and there is nothing wrong with her."
The emperor sneered: "I heard that you used a golden needle. Is this considered a good situation?"
Song Shuwan smiled and said: "The civilian girl did use the golden needle, but this is because the empress dowager's headache syndrome has returned. This is just a small problem. Once it is stabilized, it will not have any impact."
"You'd better tell the truth. If I know that you have deceived me, hum!"
The emperor slapped the imperial desk hard, and a silent sense of oppression rolled over Song Shuwan, making her face suddenly turn pale.
"A common girl dare not deceive the emperor."
"Okay, step back."
The emperor waved, and Song Shuwan bowed and quickly withdrew.
At the palace gate, as soon as she got on the carriage, she found that Pei Huan was also there, and she was temporarily stunned.
"Why is the Crown Prince here too? But is there something going on in the palace?"
